(PS: I felt much better today, the mental fog seemed to be dissipating as well, which was very nice.)
Lu Yuanming still carried various doubts and conjectures about the dream he had just had, and his steps were unceasing as he headed toward the government building.
He had been dreamless for a long time.
As his cognition evolved, some aspects of him had become increasingly unlike those of humans. His physical body was one thing, but spiritually, he had indeed begun to exude a superhuman aura.
For example, he slept without dreaming, always waking up at dawn, and whenever he wished, he could have lucid dreams, which reflected whatever he wanted to experience. It was fortunate that his will was now incredibly strong and resolute; otherwise, if an ordinary person possessed such an ability, it might very well cripple them.
Therefore, this dream was very peculiar—it was not something he had wanted to dream of, which was the greatest anomaly.
The Buddha...
